After biting my teeth, I pulled up the curtains and got into the quilt.
I thought sadly:
Even if I really love, I can't grasp it.
I'd better go to bed.
When I grow up, will I be more clear?
The rain kept falling and the atmosphere was really not harmonious.
Our hearts are slowly changing.
Lying in the quilt and looking at the dreamland that was still so pure and beautiful, I suddenly felt a little humble and ridiculous.
How could crystal have violent and pink yellow ideas? If I hadn't been in a bad mood, how could it be so yy by me?
The rain outside the window is invisible in the darkness. Occasionally, it hits the glass obliquely, making a "slap" sound, which is so rough.
Lightning flashed by, shocking. Even through the thick curtains, I could still be caught by it.
That light passed by, as if it was about to drag me out of the bed and throw me into the wind and rain, punishing me.
The thunder of cracks kept coming, which was more realistic and louder than the sound of rain. It was like a follower of lightning, beating drums and drums to intimidate me.
I hurriedly hid in the quilt. Tonight, even the sound of rain was so weird.
I looked at the window on my balcony, as if I was urging me to go out quickly, go out to accept the trial of the end, and accept the verdict of heaven and earth.
In my memory, the rain is so quiet, deep, shallow, far and near, like God's sigh, which can awaken the numb nerves, open the door of depression, and let you release it with all your heart.
Occasionally there is a dense drizzle, and it is gentle like a mother's hand, which irons my humble soul.
But the rain tonight is so crazy and tyrannical!
Like a wild beast, madly trying to break free.
It was like an executioner, cruelly preparing to kill. The strong wind blew across the air, whistling and urging me to die.
"Baoba!" Yu kept knocking on the window, very impatient.
Listen to this, if I dare to hesitate for a moment, I will be punished twice as much.
I unconsciously committed a heinous evil deed.
I was forcibly kissed by Ran Hua and did not escape. I was just asked a few questions when I was criticized by the guardian. Should I accept the public verdict of heaven and earth?[